"It's nothing," Lu Shijing said sheepishly.
"Mr. Lu, since when did you get so fussy? This isn't me showing off. I know what I'm doing."
"Besides, my business has nothing to do with you," Gu Shengsheng said with grave formality.
"..." Lu Shijing was angry, but he had no right to be.
He had seen that something wasn't right with the video call on Shengsheng's livestream. That's why he'd rushed over in a panic, never expecting to see her injured. His heart had clenched at the sight.
And given the state Ma Yaowen's mother was in, it was entirely possible she could have killed someone.
Lu Shijing was just worried about Shengsheng, but for some reason, their meeting had turned into this tense, confrontational standoff.
After realizing this, he thought he should wait for her to calm down and then clearly explain his thoughts. Otherwise, the distance between him and Shengsheng would inevitably grow wider and wider.
That was a result Lu Shijing couldn't accept—and never would.
